This is off the Bermuda Triangle, where 16+ ships washed up on a sand bar. The mystery is still unsolved
Actually the mystery of the Bermuda Triangle has been given a scientific explanation: methane vents which have been discovered in that region.
Methane reduces the density of water, causing ships that would normally float, to instead sink.
Methane, when in gas form, messes with the electrical components of aircraft, causing them to fail and sometimes fall right out of the sky.
Methane also causes the water to turn a ghostly greenish color, and the “ghost ships” reported to be seen are simply green reflections of the ships that scatter the bottom of the triangle.
Fucking science, man.
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This explanation has been ruled out as the region hasn’t had such vents for several thousand years. The reality is that the triangle has no more sinkings than any other region, and this photo is from Moreton Bay, in a different ocean: http://khooll.com/post/28940361237/tangalooma-wrecks-moreton-bay-queensland-australia
fucking fact check, man
Here they are. Or here (better)
(Fonte: esestpercipi)
At the 40 Olympics venues, 800 retailers have been banned from serving chips to avoid infringing fast-food rights secured by McDonald’s.
da http://www.independent.co.uk/news/uk/home-news/britain-flooded-with-brand-police-to-protect-sponsors-7945436.html
This is the most perfect post there will ever be!
Cos’è l’amore? hai presente quella voglia di essere nudi e abbracciati centinaia di volte in una giornata? quel desiderio di assaggiare le sue labbra ogni volta che ti parla? il pensiero che non importa cosa succeda, perchè tanto tu hai lei? la fiamma che arde il contorno dei tuoi pensieri?
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Bene, questa la tengo lì come test da usare fra un po’. Per ora siamo alla fase 1.
Buttate pure via
ogni opera in versi o in prosa.
Nessuno è mai riuscito a dire
cos’è, nella sua essenza, una rosa
Giorgio Caproni
C’è che quando sento sta canzone mi viene in mente lei.
Ringiovanisco di cinque anni.
Mi viene la nostalgia di una giornata di primavera, in un prato fiorito a giocare con i suoi capelli biondi.
Ma fino ad ora dov’erano?!
